Her Husbands

in my chest, which seemed to enlarge with passing breath escaping my mouth. The trivial thought of only me being alive made me swim in the ocean of guilt. It wasn't my fault

ed in the middle of nowhere, with their hands all over my naked body. As much I hated them, I knew the power, I had seen enough to rationalize my thoughts along with my irresponsible actions. Gulping down the lump of nervousness, I let him rub circles over the fabric of my thigh. There was another problem, I was touched by a man like this. The strictness of my kingdom didn't allow any of the royals to finalize their futures. We were simply bound to marry the man of our parent's choice. Simple as women. My eyes didn't leave his hand, my fingers fidgeting in my lap,hairhairfell all over my face as I looked down. Now that I was keeping an eye on his hand, I noticed how slender and long his fingers were, beautifully crafted unlike for a man who was a warrior. One of his fingers suddenly twitched. "Is my hand more appealing than my dick?" I blinked. Once. Twice. The voice came just from my side. I didn't understand his words as I looked clueless at him. "Huh?" I narrowed my brows in confusion. What did he mean? Veles chuckled. "She looks clueless." Veles grinned, leaning towards me, his face just a few inches away from mine. "Wanna see what a dick is?" The proximity made me back away but that wouldn't seem to be my option as I felt an arm circling my shoulder and in one harsh tug, I was hoisted from my seat. A small scream left my mouth when I realized how effortlessly Claus picked me up before settling me over his lap. "What're-" "Don't move." My body acted to his command, not that I wanted to, but his raw voice made me fear for myself. Even though the shame and humiliation were evident, I didn't miss the fact that how much larger he looked from this position. His broad shoulders looked muscular, he looked even taller with me sitting in his lap, his arm that was circled my waist looked thicker than the armrest. In simple words, he could just kill me by crushing me between his arms. "Someone's impatient." Veles whistled lowly, his eyes not leaving my actions. A flash of darkness swept across his gaze as he eyed me, I noticed as he slowly bite his lower lips before groaning. "Don't move!" I nearly jumped as Claus growled in my ear, bitting it in process. My breathing wasn't normal anymore, my heart pounded like someone had been hammering it forever. Now that I had changed seats, Claus's muscular body pressed against mine in a torturing manner. He didn't try anything after that, no one muttered a word, nor did anydid one try to say anything despite Ezra who would call me 'bitch' now and then. Setting my fear aside, I also wanted him to tell me that feelings were mutual. Claus's hand stayed by his sides, only his arm was smacked around my waist, my head rested on his chest, I could faintly hear his heartbeat. My hands fidgeted in my lip nervously. The serenity of the carriage made me believe how peaceful it was, the soft cold breeze, the dancing of moonlight. Or maybe it was exhaustion making me believe a fatal lie. Whatever the reason was, I was feeling myself drowning in it slowly. My lids got heavy, the alarm in my head vanished, unconsciously I put my guard down, and soft lullabies echoed in my head, telling me to submit myself to my exhausted mind. Reality lifted off my shoulders like feathers, replacing its cruelness with soft touches of lies. Darkness swept my mind away as I soundly fell in beautiful slumber, forgetting how brutally my family had been murdered a few hours ago. Warm. Cold. Devastated. The warm rays of the sun hit me directly on my already burning skin, the coldness of sheets around me balanced the chaos. And then, the devastation of last night's events came flowing like water. Sheets? Sun? It was probably too late for my mind to understand my situation as I opened my eyes. At first, the sun made it nearly impossible but after a few seconds of constantly trying, I finally succeeded. Confused, I looked around the room, small, almost empty, completely white room. With my unfocused vision, I could make out a small window right in front of my face, covered by sheer white curtains. The bed seemed to be quite comfortable with the same colored white sheets and a few pillows. I pushed against the soft mattresses to sit up. I looked down at my body when I felt fabric brushing against my arms. White, sheer fabric was draped over my body. Realizing that someone had changed my clothes gave me a panic attack. Another realization, the attack, the ball, the murders. Holding back my tears I tried to suppress a sob wracking through me like a painful squeeze. I had lost everything. I was too engrossed in my non-existent world that I didn't realize someone had entered the room. "A sight to sore eyes." I nearly jumped startled. Snapping my head in his direction, I immediately panicked. Veles looked nothing like yesterday, he was now cleaner than yesterday, looked more powerful, more dangerous. Followed by him were his other brothers, I recall the names now. Cassius stood near the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest, the action made his muscles flex out. To the right of the door stood Theodore, he had a small grin on his lips, his blonde hairs looked a darker shade as wet droplets dropped on the maroon carpet. "A sore sight to my eyes." Followed a voice as Ezra stepped inside, I blinked as he had to bend over slightly to cross the doorframe. He was taller than he looked. Behind him came Claus. The room suddenly radiated more intense energy than earlier, I felt claustrophobic. The space seemed to confine my insecurities, my fears of them. My instincts caught up as Veles walked to the windows and closed the curtains while Theodore closed the door. I panicked and immediately crawled backward on the bed. It brought an irritated scowl on Claus's face. "There is nowhere for you to go.